Sir Ares, Goodnight

When Jenson drove the Rolls-Royce toward the highway exit, he saw the traffic police inspecting the vehicles. Jenson calmly joined the line of cars at the back. Baby Zetty, on the other hand, was beyond anxious. 'You're not 18 yet, Brother. That's considered illegal driving."

Jenson raised his driver's license and Baby Zetty's eyes widened in shock. Written clearly on the driver's license was 'Jenson Ares, 18 years old'.

This was clearly a fake driver's license!

Baby Zetty was still worried. "Who would believe that you're 18 years old?"

Jenson said, "We'll see about that."

At this time, the traffic police walked over and tapped on Jenson's car window.

"Driver's license, please."

Jenson handed him the driver's license, and the traffic police darted Jenson a glance before sweeping his gaze over the car's interior. Finding no abnormalities, he then waved to dismiss Jenson.

Go.

Baby Zetty was stumped.

The Rolls-Royce pulled into the highway steadily.

Zetty had yet to recover

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